F6 - Life Of A Young Boss lyrics

[Hook] Walk up in da club Dirty spark my double cup G popping bottles and D Money rolling up Pourin' all this lean i'm so tired of pouring up Get her to the crib that little b**h gonna let me f** [Verse] Smoking all the ounces, So dutchy's i'm rolling up n***as talking sh** but get popped when we rolling up Body's hit the floor, Body's drop when we running up Can't treat you like my brother n***a you not one of us Talking all that sh** then my big brother gonna let it bust Smoking all this dope I fill like gucci in a blunt, yeah My diamonds glimming b**h, I shine just like the sun Five, Four, Three, Two b**h I am the one Yeah, my bro a shooter b**h he Kobe in the cut Yeah i'm smoking fred stuffed his body in blunt Laughing at the oops cause when they see us man they run Automatic guns b**h that glizzy metal drum Back to the money they say i'm a walking bank All these presidents I keep these hundreds locked up safe Shout out to my j**eler diamonds blinging in they face Creases in my feet I walk up bleeding in the place And i'm getting money that's the life of a young boss Can't hold a conversation so I let my money talk Mace's on my feet b**h that's $2,000 when I walk Diving in designer so little b**h i'm dripping sauce [Hook] Walk up in da club Dirty spark my double cup G popping bottles and D Money rolling up Pour all this lean i'm so tired of pouring up Get her to the crib that little b**h gonna let me f**